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imagine-lcorp · 5 years ago

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Use Somebody (One Shot)

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How about a post-season 4, where kara and lena have feelings for each other then to get back at kara for keeping her supergirl identity, lena rejects her and started dating reader but ends up really falling in love with the reader in the end. Reader gets at by Lena's ulterior motive. Angst with happy ending please. P.S. I really love your writings! :)

A/N: Okay guys, so furst of all I’m soo sooorry, I haven’t wirtten much, honestly October is like a pretty busy month for me but please know that I’m still around, trying to write and pretty much obssesing over Lena Luthor and Katie McGrath. Now, this little imagine was supposed to be angsty but it seems like my brain cannot function when writing angst so please forgive me because i think this is actually pretty bad but i did my best for you as always. Please let me know what you think, i hope you still like it and love y’all!!!!

Lena Luthor x R//Word Count: 1,904

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It was right after Lena broke the picture in her desk that she decided she had had enough. Enough lies, enough pretending, enough betrayal. Enough of a broken heart. So, when Kara visited her that morning to ask about her, Lena didn't hold back.

The confrontation couldn't have been more nerve wrecking for both of them. Lena didn't want to know anything about her anymore outside of what was strictly necessary. If Supergirl or the DEO needed her, she would comply and that was it. A courteous agreement for the greater good and to preserve the peace among them. It no longer mattered the reasons why Kara had kept her secret from her or how much she had claimed to care and love Lena. At the end of it all, Supergirl and Kara now fused in the same person, were confined to a corner in Lena's mind where a box with all she had made Lena feel once was sealed and left to never be opened again.

It had hurt Lena so deeply that she could only think how much she wanted her to hurt too, make her feel the same she was feeling. Wounded, hopeless, tired. A punishment to fit the crime.

Then you entered her office and she didn't know if it had been the alcohol or the way you looked at her from her door, so innocent and full of concern just like she used to.

"Sorry to bother you but I heard what happened. I thought you could use a friend."

"Thank you, (Y/N)." She smiled sadly at you. "I could definitely use one right now."

And so she did.

It was no secret that you had a crush on Lena, even she was pretty much aware to some extent about it, but you never made a move or showed more interest than it was necessary. There had always been a speck of hope that your friendship with her could became something else but you kept your distance on those matters.

But then Lena invited you on a date and then another and another, and date after date you tried to prove yourself more than just a good friend and someone she could trust.

When the Superfriends found out about you, they seemed relatively happy about it. Or most of them anyway.

You started to notice soon after the way Lena acted towards Kara. However, she never mentioned why it was like this and you also never questioned her about it. Their relationship was still in good terms as far as anyone could see. Lena had made sure of that. So not a single time it occurred to you that something was wrong. Or at least that was you said to yourself over and over and over.

The bites of tension every time Lena and Kara were in the same room. The way Kara kept her eyes on Lena trying to catch her attention, the extra politeness they dedicated to each other when their encounters were inevitable, and how Lena tried to stay on the other side of the room if Kara happened to be there too. Silly glances and coincidences that were made obvious in the was she tried too to stay close to you or showing a little more of affection if there were people around. If Kara was around.

Over and over you had convinced yourself it was due to the novelty of your relationship. How bad you wanted to be near each other, how in love you were with each other.

As the days with you passed, Lena started noticing a few things by herself. How little by little the ache and the sadness that had plagued her dissipated to shed some light on the new feelings nesting inside her heart.

At first, it was strange to realize thinking about Kara didn't hurt as much when you were around. You were by her side and on her side and that was more than enough at the end of the day, having one person to trust and love.

It was the careful, thoughtful way you cared for others and made them feel heard, the many things you liked and tried to share with her, the sound of your laugh when you found something funny on your phone, and the little quirks she had learned about you that were so you she couldn't imagine you without them. The way you looked at the world. The way you looked at her. All of you that helped her forget.

If only you had remained blind to real reason why Lena had choose you to stay by her side, it would have been enough for you too.

It was a Friday night, out with your friends and Lena that you finally found out. Between drinks and laughs and jokes and bad songs on the karaoke, you left Lena's side for a moment and headed to the bathroom. You hadn't notice Kara and Alex had gone there too.

"... this whole thing with (Y/N) and Lena, I know it's getting on your nerves." You heard Alex's voice before entering the bathroom and at the mention of your name you stopped.

"On my nerves?" Kara scoffed in response. "No, that's not what-" The sound of glass breaking made you jump a little.

"Well, you broke your drink." Alex remarked.

"Oh god, Alex, what am I suppose to do." Kara sounded tired. "They look like they are made for each other."

"I wouldn't go that far. I mean, do they look cute together? Kinda. Will that last? No. Why?"She pointed each question and answer and you frowned."It's obvious Lena has feelings for you. Why do you think she started dating (Y/N) in the first the place?"

"Because she hates me and is in love with someone else?"

"Because she's hurt." This was definitely something you didn't want to listen, but your feet had seemed to be glued to the ground. "From what I can see, this is Lena's rebound and I'm sorry (Y/N) had to be the one caught in the middle." You didn't listen to anything else after that.

No one could understand why you had left the bar in such a rush and neither did Lena until she called after you.

"(Y/N), wait!" You stopped dead in your tracks in the middle of the street at the sound of her pleading voice. It wasn't something you ever thought hearing from her. "Would you tell me what's going on?"

"Sure, I'll tell you what's going on." It was a second before the anger came back and you turned to face her. "Only if you tell me first, why did you ask me out the first time?"

She was taken aback for a moment at your question but took a couple of steps slowly towards you as if not scare you. "Because I like you (Y/N), why else would I-?"

"Are you sure it wasn't because you wanted to get at Kara?"

Lena didn't move. She couldn't. Because she knew there was truth in your words. So she let the silence fill the space between you before she was able to respond. Her answer was confirmation enough for you.

"It's not what you think."

"Not what I think?" You scoffed. "And what do I think, Lena? That this whole time I was only a piece you could use in your little game?"

"(Y/N), please, let me explain."

"What for?" Your voice kept rising at every word. "So we can keep pretending you had some kind of real interest in me? So I can keep making a damn fool of myself since I was the only one in lov-!"

You stopped yourself from finishing the final word as you felt your chest crumble and your voice break.

You closed your eyes for a moment and let out a ragged breath before looking back. "Did you even really cared?"

"(Y/N), I..." Yes, she had wanted to say. "I'm sorry." She said instead.

You swallowed trying to keep your voice from cracking. "Yeah, me too."

Lena couldn't seem to move anymore as you turned back and left. She realized too late she should have gone after you but the fear of rejection had made her stay behind.

She started calling soon after that, leaving messages, voice-mails, knocking on your door whenever she guessed you could be at home, only to find no answer. There was no reason to have an answer from you when all she had done was give you the same lies, the same pretense, and the same betrayal she had received from the person she used to love. A fitting punishment.

There were many times, however, when you had wanted to answer those calls. You would hear and read her messages over and over just to listen to her voice again. Although every time you listened to her you felt your heart grew heaver and heavier at every word. Because you loved Lena and it was impossible to you to understand how she was capable of playing you the way she did. You had believed every single word that came out of her mouth, not seeing the calculated moves and actions behind them. Or rather, you hadn't wanted to see them.

"(Y/N)." She called through your door one last time after many days she had spent trying to get a word from you. "I know I'm the last person you want to see ever again, but I want you to know that...I'm sorry."

"I was so angry and hurt by someone that I believed using someone else was a good idea to hurt them too. So, when you entered my office that day, my mind was already plotting vengeance. But you were so good with me, so caring and kind, that I started to forget why I had done all of it in the first place."

"I'm sorry." She repeated. "I love you, (Y/N), and I hope you can forgive me someday."

Lena pressed her forehead on your door and left out a defeated sigh not expecting it to open. She waited for a moment, her last hope of getting an answer.

She didn't receive any.

She turned to leave, finally accepting the fact that her mistake had been too great for you to ever forgive her. If it had been her on the other side of the door, she wouldn't have opened it either, she thought.

But then she heard the knob turning and the little squeak your door did every time when opening and she stopped herself one step from your door. She turned again to see you looking at her with a frown she couldn't quite read. It may have been anger, tiredness, confusion, a mix of all of those even, but when you spoke your voice was filled with concern. The same way you had looked at her that morning from a long time ago.

"You seem like you could use a friend." You said.

"Yeah." She swallowed. "I could use one."

Behind your door you had heard, her words so true that even when you couldn't see her you knew, that for everything she had said and done before there must have been something true. So you swung the door open wide and let her in once more, and that was enough.

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ellana-ravenwood · 6 years ago

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“Best step-dad ever” - Jason Todd x Single!mom reader Part 2/5

Hope you'll like this little sequel ! :

FINISHED SERIES : PART 1, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5 NEWLY ADDED EPILOGUE : PART 1/3

My masterlist blog : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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“Hey mom look ! It’s Jason ! HEY JAAAAAAAASOOOOOOON ! JASON ! IT’S US, JASON !! WAIIIIIIIIIIIIT !! Come on mom, hurry or we’ll lose him !”

You don’t have time to say or do anything, that your son is already dragging you along the busy street, swerving wildly between people as you’re trying to keep up as best as you can.

That little fucker of yours was fast. Plus he had the advantage of being a tiny bean and able to navigate easily the jam-packed sidewalk, while you almost ran into every single person on your way, definitely slowing down your progress ...But there was no way you’d let go of your boy’s hand in that big of a crowd.

You didn’t even see Jason. Still couldn’t see him in fact, as you ran behind your boy. Was your kid hallucinating ? Mixing up your relatively new boyfriend with someone else ? Or did he have some sort of super powers you weren’t aware of, giving him the ability to single out people in a huge ass crowd ?! How did he even see anyone in there ?! He barely reached people’s waist ! Maybe he did have super powers...

He drags you behind him, without any intention of stopping, it seems. Until, after what feels to you to be hours but was only a couple of minutes (you realize you’re really out of shape), he turns into a shopping mall and screams once again :

“JASON !! OVER HERE !!”

That’s when you also spot him.

Jason Todd.

Your boyfriend.

The first actual boyfriend you’ve had since your son’s birth...

Just as you see him, he finally hears Viggo’s excited calls and turns around, his eyes instantly fixing on your kid.

Your heart skips a beat as you witness his face lighting up at the sight of your little boy. Never in your wildest dream would you have even hoped to date a guy who completely adored your son as much as Jay did...

Then again, Viggo had a knack to crawl into people’s heart and stay there.

Your son manages to wiggle his hand out of your grasp and launches himself on your boyfriend, who catches him in his arms in extremis, almost toppling backward as he wasn’t expecting the kid to jump to him like that.

The way your boy smiles widely and gives the biggest and most genuine hug to the man, and the way Jay answers the embrace by laying a delicate hand on the kid’s head, holding him close to his heart...It kinda makes your teeth rot with sweetness. It’s just too damn cute.

Who would have pictured a guy like Jason, all leather and sexy smirk, being so good with kids ? Well, given the shocked expression the two guys who are with him have on their faces, definitely not them.

You cross the few meters separating you from Jason and your son, and stand there awkwardly. Because you just recognized who those “two guys” with your boyfriend are.

Timothy and Damian Wayne. His little brothers.

You’re not really sure how you’re suppose to act. Do you kiss Jason to say “hello” ? Do you introduce yourself to his brothers first ? Do you scold your son for running away from you in a crowded shopping mall ?

You freeze as you just stand there, looking at all of them, without really seeing them. You met Dick before, briefly. He gossiped about you and Jason with your best friend Ally and your son...But that’s it. After a few months of relationship, you haven’t met a single other member of his family.

And right now, faced with his two younger brothers, you’re wondering if it’s ok...Is it too soon ? Is this unplanned encounter too awkward ? Are you making it too awkward ? Does Jason want you to meet his family ? He never acted like he wanted to, and after all your relationship is somewhat young.

"Jay, I think my mom just bluescreened...”

You hear your son say. And if you had all your mental capacity right now, you’d probably glare at him for being such a smartass yet again ! But you can’t think straight. All you can do is freak out internally about wether or not your boyfriend will be ok with you suddenly barging in on him and his brothers hanging out.

After all, he did talk about his family quite a bit, but never really hinted at wanting you to meet them...Oh my god. You were pretty sure you were about to have a full on panic attack.

Because you and Jay ? It really fits and clicks ! And it’s been since forever, that you felt like that about someone. You don’t want him to be weirded out by you and your son imposing yourselves in his life right now...

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The reason Jason never really talked about you meeting his family isn’t at all what you were thinking.

It’s not that he thought you guys weren’t serious enough yet, so he didn’t want to show you his family. Or it isn’t because he was ashamed of you or any of the silly things that were going through your head right now.

Nope. The reason Jason didn’t talk about a possible meeting yet was because he didn’t want to thrust you into his world like that.

He was from the Wayne family. Which had a lot of advantages, but just as much disadvantages. People were obsessed with his father, and with him and his siblings. If he introduced you to his family...There was a chance a paparazzi would pick up on it, and then your life would drastically change.

Even more so because of Viggo. The mere fact that one of Bruce Wayne’s son was dating a struggling single mother ? It would put you on the spot.

Jason didn’t care what people would say about him. There were already some crazy rumors going around anyway...well, he could understand. After all he was suppose to be dead.

Actually when he first came back to Gotham, he liked that. He liked being anonymous again. Plus he was so mad at his father. So so mad...Of course now, after a long journey, he understood and forgave him. But in those first few moments back in the City he was born in, he cherished those anonymous time. Yet he could never really hang out with his brothers or at his beloved Manor because...Well, he was supposed to be dead.

There was a point, after he finally came to term with what happened to him (or at least finally understood Bruce’s decisions), where he couldn’t bear anymore to live hidden from any public places in fear of being discovered, to only see his family at night when it was patrol, to have half a life.

See, when he was still mad at his father, he didn’t care. His life was his vengeance. His life was getting rid of criminals ! But once he tried to find himself again, once he calmed down and let go of most the pain and anger...It was difficult to not be able to ever go out because he wasn’t suppose to exist anymore, and it was dangerous for the rest of his family.

That’s when Bruce came up with a plan (of course) to allow his son to have a “normal” life again. To be able to go out without a disguise. He disappeared from the public eye for a few weeks, making the entire city wonder : “what happened to Bruce Wayne ?”, only to come back with quite a news...

His son, Jason Todd, was still alive.

The boy’s death had been a big “event” in its time. Bruce gave little informations, and people didn’t ask for much more, understanding (and seeing, it was the first time they saw Bruce Wayne that devastated) the pain of a parent loosing a child...But no one really knew how Jason died, except that there had been an incident involving psychos from Arkham, so it was easy to make up something, in the end !

Bruce gave a public conference reintroducing his son, explaining that Jason had actually been kidnapped all those years ago, and everyone thought he had died. After all, the few proof they could find about his whereabouts were leading to his death. Only he wasn’t dead ! Kidnapped, yes, by a crazy people who hated Bruce Wayne just because he was Bruce Wayne ! But he managed to escape and came back ! And blahblahblah.

It was ridiculous, but because he was the Bruce Wayne, everyone just went along with it. Jason Todd had been kidnapped, tortured and hurt, and then he escaped...It also gave him an easy way to explain his body riddled with scars to you. He got them during his years in captivity. Of course he didn’t like the idea of lying to you, but he wasn’t quite ready to tell you who he really was.

Not quite ready to inflict to you that burden of dating a night vigilante. Of course, if things kept going as well as they currently were...then he’d eventually have to tell you, but not now. Just a few more moments of peace and quiet.

Which is why he didn’t introduce you to the rest of his family yet. Jason didn’t care what people said about him, and because he had a peculiar life, he was used to have crazy rumors and such about him...but he didn’t want you to come in not prepared.

He knew what people would say. You were a single mom. You had to work so many jobs to get by. Of course the first things everyone would assume was that you got with Jason because he’s one of Bruce Wayne’s heir. “Gold digger”. That’s a word he never wanted anyone to associate with you, but he knew it would happen.

It drove him crazy, especially knowing the fact that you didn’t even know that he was the Jason Todd. You didn’t even recognize him ! Then again, he was probably the most discreet out of all his brothers, rarely going to charity events and other galas, so he appeared almost never in newspapers and on TV...

You didn’t know who he was. And then once he told you, you systematically refused any financial help. You’d been fiercely independent all those years, you weren’t about to let him pay for your stuffs. Maybe one day, if things get really really serious between you two, but for now ? Nope.

And he understood that. He truly did. If you wanted to pay for dinner sometimes, then he would let you. He knew that insisting on paying for everything would only make you feel inadequate...He didn’t want that. He was so impressed with you and the way you handled your life, raising your son on your own in a city like Gotham !

Yes. No. If he could spare you the struggle of being introduced publicly as his girlfriend, and being called all those terrible words...You already talked to him so many times about how annoyed you were when people said things like “if you can’t afford to have a kid then don’t” without knowing your background ! He could only imagine how crushed you’d be if people started to talk about you as if you were with him just for his (father’s) money !

Oh it was kind of ironic, really.

The reason you never met his family was to protect you from all of this. He didn’t want his life to impose itself in yours and your son’s...and here you were, freaking out because you were afraid he didn’t want to present you his family because it was quite a lot, to date someone who already had a kid.

You both didn’t want to intrude too much, while at the same time wanted nothing more but to be part of each others’ life. You were both afraid to force yourself into each others’ life too much.

Ironic.

Fortunately for the both of you, the little one you gave birth to ? Well, he had absolutely no qualm in getting into people’s business !

Of course he was just a kid who didn’t know better...Or, did he ?

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Your first date happened because of Viggo. With his not-too-subtle way of forcing you to talk to Jason, and his “My mom thinks you’re cute” comment that kinda unlocked everything between you two (in the first part).

Your first date almost didn’t happen because of Viggo as well. But ended up being the best date ever...because of Viggo. Well. Of course. You should’ve known that it would involve your precious son somehow.

Your best friend Ally was suppose to keep an eye on him, but of course that same date night she had a work emergency (she was a nurse), and your poor sweet kid had a bad stomach bug.

Your best friend apologized profusely but of course you weren’t mad at her, it happened. And it was kinda your fault that she was the only person you ever trusted to keep an eye on your son...Well, not quite true.

If Viggo hadn’t been sick, you would have asked your neighbor Mrs. Pembridge. She was a sweet old lady and Viggo always loved going there (mainly because she let him go to bed late, watch animated tv shows for too long and eat a lot of sweets and homemade baking). But...she was an old lady.

Which was fine when Viggo felt ok. You trusted her to take care of your boy. But if sick...He needed to stay in his bed. Mrs. Pembridge was too old to spend the night at someone else’s apartment.

There were other people in your apartment building that you trusted too. Old friends that had been there ever since you arrived, young and with a newborn in your arms, panicked at the idea of doing everything on your own...But just like Mrs. Pembridge, you didn’t want to bother them by being so late noticed while your son was sick, and all that for what ?

Just to go on a date.

Nu-uh. Long ago you made a pact with yourself that your son would always come first. Shoving him in someone else’s arms (that wasn’t your best friend) just to go on a date with a guy ? Definitely nope.

Now many people would think you were being ridiculous, but many people didn’t raise their child on their own. Many times, it was just you and Viggo, fending for each other. You rarely left him with someone else, and if you did it wasn’t the entire night and definitely not when he was sick.

You had quite a fusional relationship with your son, because for those past seven years, it was just you and him.

It was too difficult for you to leave him like that. Especially just to go see a guy. Poor sweetheart kept vomiting and telling you you HAD to go...But you just couldn’t.

Sure you really were looking forward to that date with “The Jason” as your son called him. But Viggo was more important. Right now he needed you, so you’d stay. You would lie if you said you weren’t bummed, but you always stuck to your principle.

More than once you broke up with someone you really liked because the person didn’t get along with your son, which was totally normal to you. So missing a date ? If Jason was right, then he wouldn’t mind. He would completely understand that you had to stay with your little boy.

Sighing, you wished you had less of those days. Work was so shit today, as you ran only into rude customers (today was restaurant and library work). And then you came home excited, and started to get ready...only to have your best friend tell you she had to go.

Well. It was still fine, right ? Viggo could just go to Mrs. Pembridge who’d understand and...No. He couldn’t. You saw it instantly as you came into his room. The boy was so pale...

You quickly understood that he had been throwing up for quite a bit now, but did it discreetly so you wouldn’t know and therefor cancel your date. When you came into his room, he was trying to act tough in front of you but eventually, turned a scary shade of white and threw up all over his bed and...It warmed your heart.

Which sounds weird, and you felt awful for feeling so happy but...Your son. Your seven year old son. Your little cutie pie, hid the fact he was really sick just so you could go out with a guy. Just because he knew you really wanted to see Jason again. He threw up and bottled up his pain so his mama could be happy !

Somewhere along the line of single parenthood, you must have done something right, to have such a compassionate little one. Now of course, you felt awful that he felt the need to hide his sickness and was all alone in this for a few hours...but you also felt incredibly proud.

Viggo, however, started to cry. Not because he was sick, but because he “had ruined your night”. You then spend the next hours trying to comfort him, while holding a “barf bucket” in front of his face and trying to soothe him as best you could.

Poor little chap was crying because his mom couldn’t go out, not even because he was super sick. Man. You loved that kid to death...

But because of all those things happening at the same time, because of this quite shitty day...You totally forgot to call Jason to tell him you couldn't go out that night, and when the bell rung your blood froze.

Oh fuck. Now if he was right, he would understand you staying home with your kid, obvs. But would he be understanding of the fact you totally forgot to call him and he came all the way here just for you to tell him to go home ?

If it was you, you’d be kinda pissed.

You left Viggo who was now covered in blankets, feeling a bit better, and watching his favorite movie, “Treasure Planet”, and went to open the door.

And here he was.

Jason Todd. With a bunch of flowers and a smile to kill for. So incredibly charming, and yet his obvious nervousness was also very endearing. You still couldn’t believe that a guy like him, with his definite bad boy air, could be so shy and yet so smooth at times.

“Jason...”

“Sorry I’m a little in advance but I...What is it ?”

“I...um..I can’t go tonight...Viggo is sick and I have no one to baby sit him and...um...I’m sorry, Jason.”

“Oh...”

The man’s face fell, and your heart skipped a bit. When was the last time someone was THAT disappointed about not going out with you ? Never. Sounds about right. You try to smile but can’t, because now, faced with him, you’re really really bummed out. And you’re unsure of what to do.

Take the flowers ? Say thank and close the door ? Settle another date now ? Will he even want to go on another date ? Do yo...

You’re interrupted by a tiny Viggo, wrapped from head to toes in a red blanket way too big for him (red hood) , and holding his barf bucket in both his arms, coming to the door.

“Hi the Jason.”

“Hi smart guy.”

Jason seemed over his disappointment in an instant. He went from looking sad to smiling sympathetically at your son.

“Sick uh ?”

“Yeah. Sorry for ruining your date.”

“Ooooh don’t worry about it little man. It’s not like tonight is the only time we can have one you know ? You should go back to bed and rest.”

It makes your heart beat faster, the way he speaks to your son. The way he quickly hid the fact he was bummed for the sake of your little boy.

“I’m watching a movie. I’m not that sick, you could still...”

But as Viggo says that, his face turns paler once again, and he falls over because of how much he throws up...And you’re pretty sure that that is it. Jason won’t ever want to date you again. Witnessing the “worst” part of parenting always does that. Makes them run away.

But you don’t even have time to reach for your kid and try to hold him up that Jason is already next to him, holding the bucket of barf Viggo inadvertently let go of with one hand, and his head with the other, making sure your son doesn’t go face first in his own barf.

It’s such a sight, to see the man’s instinct of immediately helping your kid that you don’t move and just look at this strange painting : Viggo in Jason’s arms, throwing up and sobbing because his throat hurts and he’s so tired of throwing up, that you don’t even think of moving. It’s like Jason’s “paternal instincts” shocked your maternal ones.

And without even knowing how, you find yourself guiding him in your living room and telling him to lay Viggo on the couch. And oh wow, the way Jason delicately lays your kid on it and the face he makes...total and utter worry for your son, while he doesn’t even know the boy that much.

It’s surreal. It’s the first time you see someone else carry your son in their arms, and laying a hand on his forehead. But then he realizes you’re looking at him, and he takes a few awkward steps back before saying :

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have intrude in your home like that. I...I actually don’t know what took over me haha. I’ll um...I’ll go now. I’m sure you got this you um...have been doing this for longer than I have haha.”

The return of Awkward Jason. Kinda your favorite type of Jason...The man could be a smooth motherfucker, but also a bashful one. You came to know a lot about him, during your nights at the bar. You talked a lot. He became your friend. A...really good friend in fact.

And when he discovered you had a son, he didn’t even flinch. He just rolled with it and asked you out on a date. And now you cancelled that date way too late, and he ends up getting your kid’s barf all over his shirt...

“I’m sorry..”

Viggo says weakly, noticing said barf on Jason’s shirt. But Jason just smiles sweetly and answers :

“It’s alright champ’, I’ve seen worst. Plus you didn’t mean to, it’s totally ok. And again, you didn’t ruin our date to your mom and I, we’ll just do it another time.”

For the first time that day, your son smiles too, and slowly, his eyes are closing as he listens to Jason tell him it’s not his fault. Which makes you do something completely irrational.

Something that you always thought you’d never do. Something that went against your rules...

“Jason do you...Do you want to stay ? We can watch Treasure Planet while your shirt gets cleaned ? I wouldn’t want to send you away with throw up all over you...”

You’re aware of how ridiculous you sound. He’s probably thinking you’re completely crazy, asking him to stay with your barfing kid ! Sure he acted really well about all this so far, but this is a bit too much right ?

Plus it totally goes against your rule of not bringing any men into your home life when you’re son is around ! Now of course you’re not planning on doing anything with Jason tonight. You actually genuinely want to just spend time with him, which is what a date is right ?

He has been your friend for six months now. And the way he just acted with Viggo, helping him to the couch and all...but you can’t believe you just told him that. That you just basically told him to get half naked and stay over...

But he smiles now, and takes a few steps away from Viggo, as to not wake him, and says :

“Treasure Planet sounds great, and I’d be lying if getting rid of the vomit isn’t appealing right now...”

Ok. Hello ? Yes, you’re pretty sure you just found the perfect man. But hey, hold your horses (Y/N). It’s not because he’s sweet now that he’ll stay sweet. And it’s dangerous, to get your hopes too high like that...But you can’t help it.

You didn’t scare him away by cancelling on him last minute, and by him seeing your sick kiddo. He still wanted to spend time with you, and the way he smiles and looks all bashful as he takes his shirt off. The way he even looks away...you know he’s not staying because he expects anything more than just spend time with you.

And wow the man is RIPPED. But you look away bashfully too, a bit uncomfortable, and give him your bathrobes...When you turn around to look at him, you can’t help but start to silently giggle.

Soon enough, you’re both dying of silent laughter, trying not too make any noise because Viggo finally fell asleep, but not able to stop laughing because bad-boy Jason Todd wearing a pink bathrobe with laces ? It’s pretty hilarious.

And that’s how your first date started. In your home. Where no men ever really set foot. With your son sleeping on the couch, as you both watch “Treasure Planet” sitting on the floor (the couch being already taken). Eating way too many red vines and pop tarts.

At the end of the movie, he helps you get Viggo in bed, and heads for the exit. He even thanks you for spending such a great evening...It has been a long time since he had such a carefree moment with someone.

The date ends with only the softest kiss on your lips, after he asked if he could kiss you and you said a way too excited “yes”.

And that’s when things really started.

************

Six months later and things were quite serious. And for the first time in your life it didn’t worry you too much. For the first time in your life you let a boyfriend truly get close to your son.

And oh those two really got along !

Six months of absolute bliss, of Jason coming over a few times a week, or taking you out too. You didn’t see each others every single day, having both quite a schedule...but you saw each other enough.

Enough to both realize this was getting serious. Enough to both call each others boyfriend/girlfriend. Enough for Viggo to break in a run and jump in Jason’s arms if he saw him randomly in the streets...

Like today.

************

Jason felt an incredible surge of happiness, as he saw Viggo running towards him. It was so strange, how that kid kinda forced himself into his life, and yet he was totally fine with that. Usually, Jason didn’t like being forced to do anything...but that little boy, he was too damn smart, and too damn cute !

Was that how Bruce felt, when he adopted him and his brothers ? When Damian came in his life ? Was that why he always seem to forgive them more than he forgave others ? Why even if he grumbles a lot he always ended up getting them exactly the gift they wanted, or always took the time to tell them he was proud of them ?

Maybe. Probably.

But Jason couldn’t think about that too much right now, it could be dangerous, to get so attached to that kid...Dangerous for everyone. Even if it went really well between you and him, things went haywire so many times in his life that he’d rather not think about that quite yet.

For now, he just felt incredibly happy to have run into you and him randomly in Gotham’s massive center. But..why weren’t you saying or doing anything ?

"Jay, I think my mom just bluescreened...”

But before you or Jason can really say anything...A sweet laugh resonate next to him. Uh ?

Tim. It’s Tim. Chuckling a childish giggle...that stops once he notices everyone is staring at him. And then he says :

“I’m...I’m sorry it’s uh...it’s what the kid said. Bluescreened. It’s just such a clever use of the...you know when your computer goes...um...and um...Ok, my brain just error 404.”

This time, it’s your son’s turn to snort loudly, and to shake his head meaning : “oh yes good one!” and you finally regain your senses. Since when your seven year old son spoke “computer humor” anyway ?! That kid would never cease to amaze you...

************

Turned out, Viggo heard the terms “bluescreened” and “error 404″ on one of his favorite show about kids who were spies and constantly...hacked things or whatever. You didn’t quite understood everything he was saying, but you were pretty sure you bought him a shirt once, with the characters he was talking about on it.

The awkwardness of your son barging in like that over, Jason just came to kiss you and swiftly introduced you as his girlfriend. To which his brothers replied by a : “yeah, we understood”, rolled their eyes and exchanged a knowing look with Viggo and then looking at the both of you.

Hey. Hey stop it with the exasperation !

“So what are you guys doing here ? Pleasant surprise but isn’t it school time ?”

Jason asks, and your answer :

“Well we were going home. I just picked him up from school, that ended earlier today because their teacher’s wife is having a baby...and we were coming back from getting an ice cream cause he had a good grade. But then suddenly he started screaming your name and running and...here we are. What about you ?”

Jason, Tim and even Damian chuckle at your little story, being able to picture it quite well. And then Jason answers :

“Well we all had some time off, which is pretty rare so...we were about to go play some...arcade...”

As he says that, Jason is suddenly afraid that you’ll think he’s a total nerd or something, and not as cool as he seems. Now of course by then, you know he’s an absolute dork (he still thinks you didn’t see him play “Jedi and Sith” with Viggo when he thought you were getting dinner, but you totally did...it was very cute, and the force WASN’T with Jason that day, as he crashed on your son’s floor after a failed little acrobatic, and you then walked in on them laughing way too much).

But in his head right now, Jason didn’t want you to think he wasn’t “adult” enough. Playing at the arcades ? Like a kid ? How the hell were you suppose to raise a child then ? Wait...What was that about raising a child ? Was he thinking about Viggo ? Or...Uh. He shook his head and smiled at you, a bit embarrassed.

“No way, you guys play Cheese Viking ?”

You ask, clearly interested. And he should’ve known. He should’ve known you were a geek too, why was he even nervous about going to the arcade with his little brothers in the first place ? Showed as well he could take care of young people...right ? Uhg, he shakes his head again, chasing those thoughts away, as Damian says :

“Well, those two TRY to play, but I ? I am a true champion !”

“Are you, now ?”

“Yup.”

“Well I shall challenge you, young man !”

“Challenge accepted madam !”

It happened really fast. And it was weird. Damian, out of all his siblings, was definitely not one to be outgoing like that. Especially not with a stranger. And yet, it seemed to have instantly click, between you and his fourteen years old brother, as you’re now walking towards the arcade and talking about how you’re totally gonna win...

And then Viggo gets in between you and Damian, looks up at Jason’s brother and with a bright smile says :

“Careful Damian, my mommy is really amazing at that game you know ?”

“Is she now ?”

“Yeah ! She holds the highest score in a lot of arcade in our neighborhood !”

“Really ?”

“Yes ! She’s amazing, my mommy !”

“I heard.”

“You did ?”

“Todd talked about her to father.”

“Todd ? Who’s Todd ?”

“Jason.”

“Jason’s name is Todd ? I thought it was Jason !”

“It’s his last name !”

“Isn’t it Wayne ?”

“Well that too, but technically it’s “Todd-Wayne””.

“His name is Todd Wayne ? Not Jason Wayne ?”

“No, his name is Jason. But also Todd and Wayne. Jason Todd-Wayne.”

“...You know what ? There should be a law against last names that are also first names, because right now, I am confused !”

This little talk made all of you laugh, as you went to the arcade.

Viggo and Damian got along surprisingly well. It actually surprised Jason, that Damian didn’t got snappy as soon as the kid got confused (which by the way, Jay was pretty sure Viggo did on purpose...he knew your son dumbed himself down sometimes, to fit in a little better). That was something...

************

You ended up spending the rest of the day playing in the arcade. It was great. Tim and Damian were great kids !

Damian quickly gave up on trying to beat you, after you kicked his ass once too many time on “Cheese Viking”, and instead went on playing some other games with your son.

Tim tried till the end to beat you, but there was clearly no way...Your son crowned you “Butt-Kicker Queen” and it was just so pleasant.

Viggo, Damian and Tim were trying to play DDR and failing quite miserably, and you got to spend some smooching time with Jason, hiding behind some arcades. Which grossed out your kid immediately as he saw you two, and you’re pretty sure you heard him whisper to Damian :

“Kinda wish I didn’t set them up together sometimes...Why do adult enjoy puppy kissing each others ?!”

And on that note Damian dragged him away telling him they should totally play that other arcade game, while Tim deflected the subject by asking him about his favorite animes.

Jason was once again surprised by Damian’s behavior. No snarky comments, no exasperated sigh or anything. Instead, he got Viggo’s attention on something else and gave his brother some more alone time with his girl...It was rather unsettling.

And you ? You didn’t even mind that much to let your kid with Damian and Tim. First they always seemed to make sure they were in your sight, but also Viggo seemed to have such a great time with them. And they took such great care of him...You weren’t worried in the least.

While usually you disliked leaving your son with people you barely knew...But you felt like you knew Damian and Tim, after all the things Jason told you about them.

You totally understood why Viggo reminded him of Tim. Those two were definitely some smart cookies ! He hacked a few machines so they’d have “infinite quarters”, and showed how to rewire things to your son (which you weren’t too sure was a good thing).

Damian seemed like a sweet kid (which kinda went the opposite of what Jason told you about), you were pretty sure he tried to loose to games on purpose when playing against your son, but defending himself enough so as Viggo wouldn’t be suspicious ! It was very nice.

Yes. Leaving your son in his uncle’s care didn’t really m...Wait what ? What the hell brain ? Why did you say “uncle” ?! You didn’t even realize it, the word just came on its own...it was weird, but you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t think it fitted.

In those short six months together, Jason had been more of a father to Viggo than the boy’s own father ever been. Which sure wasn’t difficult, given the fact that asshole split the day of his birth...but still.

It made you feel oddly weird, to realize this.

It wasn’t an oddly weird displeasing feeling though, on the contrary.

************

The day went by in a blur, because you had so much fun with Jason and his brothers ! And came the time to say goodbye and...you were kind of hoping that Jason would talk about meeting the rest of his family, but he didn’t.

Of course you were now overthinking about this, while really he just wanted to protect you...But it’s just, after such a good day you kinda thought you’d see more of his family ? Especially since his little brothers kinda hinted at it but then Jason kinda shut them down by saying you were busy ?

He constantly talked about them. They were important to him. You wanted to meet them...Why didn’t he want you to ?

But once again, your son saved the day.

You don’t quite know how Viggo did it, but he really always seemed to know what to say, and when to say it. Because there was no doubt in your heart that the fact that Jason seem to not want you to meet his family (though this was actually a misunderstanding) could dig quite a hole between you two...And things were going so well !

Fortunately, you gave birth to the smartest little boy around. You were all saying goodbye (you trying to hide how bummed out) when your son said :

“Oh by the way Jason, next week, it’s my birthday ! I’m having a party at our apartment, can you come ? Please please please say yes”

Uh ? A party ? Since when ? Your son never asked for birthday parties, he usually had a little thing at school. His teacher was great and always took half a day to celebrate the kids’ birthdays, so Viggo never felt the need to have another party at home...

“Oh and you know what, you should come too guys ? Right ? Damian ? I could show you my video game collections ! And Tim, you can bring me the book you were talking about ? The one about Minecraft ?”

Oh. Oh you get it now. Sneaky little fucker of a son you have. How ? How did he know ?!

“Hey you know what ? Dick should come too ! I only saw him briefly but I really liked him and I feel it would be impolite to invite you three without him too !”

Smart ass. You knew what he was doing. He was forcing you and Jason to take decisions once more. Forcing you to take a step further in your relationship. Just like he did, six months ago, in the park !

“Wait...Wouldn’t it also be impolite not to invite your other siblings ? You have another sister too right ? Oh and your dad ? And Alfred ? You talked about him a lot so...Yeah it makes sense ! Will you guys come ? Please please come ! Last year, none of the kids showed up to my birthday...”

Oh. My. God. Smooth. Motherfucker. You can’t believe he was totally lying right now, pulling his “puppy eyes” face to convince him to come !! And you can’t believe it worked !! They were late for an appointment now and had to leave in a hurry, but they all promised to come to his birthday.

Jason said he’d make sure to clear his schedule and ask his sister, brother and father. There was no resisting that cute lil’ kid. He’d talk about it all further with you later. And as you witness them leave you slowly turn to your son and say :

“Didn’t your mother teach you not to lie ?”

“Oh she did. But I didn’t lie.”

“Really ? No kids showed up to your birthday ? That wasn’t a lie ? We never had a party for you Viggo !”

“I know, which is why no kid showed up to my birthday. See, I didn’t lie.”

Oh my god. Sometimes, you could just strangle that kid and his smugness. But...true. He didn’t technically lie. And somehow, he managed to get Jason to bring his entire family over...This could be really good, right ?

************

This also could be a total disaster !

You’re kinda totally freaking out right now, as you’re finalizing the decorations for your son’s birthday party (the theme was “Spider-Man”).

Sure you wanted to meet Jason’s family. You wanted to be part of his life, just as he was starting to be part of yours. You wanted them to meet Viggo. You...You wanted this.

But at the same time, you were about to meet THE Bruce Wayne, and, and...and it was all a bit unnerving really ! Meeting the parents’ of your significant other was always a bit nerve wracking, but him being...being Bruce Wayne !!

Now it sure helped that you already met three of his brothers, but what if his sister was going to hate you ? It’d be a disaster ! Jason clearly adores his sister ! BUT WHAT IF CASSANDRA HATES YOU ?!

You’re really totally freaking out.

You pace back and forth in your living room now, utterly stressed, under your son’s amused eyes. But for once, your smartass of a kid doesn’t want to say anything. He doesn’t want to make you stress further.

So instead, he stands up, put on some music and runs to you, taking hold of your hands and starting to dance haphazardly around the house.

His way of trying to make you relax. And though at first your heart isn’t quite in the dancing, you’re quickly moving around with your son and oh man, how can that kid always be so good at cheering you up no matter what ?

************

“It’s really nice of you to take some time off to come, Bruce. Viggo will really appreciate it I think. And um, (Y/N) too.”

Jason says, as he and his family climbs the stairs to your apartment (the elevator was once again out of order). Bruce looks at his boy, and smiles fondly saying :

“Oh it’s nothing son. After all, you’ve been babbling about this (Y/N) to us for the past year, even before you started dating...I’m very curious now. Plus Damian and Tim said she was lovely, and Dick talked about how “Viggo” is a smart kid. I really want to meet them now.”

“Oh she really is lovely ! And Viggo ? Smartest kid ever ? He’s a lot like Tim actually in that matter. And he’s also...”

Bruce isn’t really listening to his son anymore. Instead, he just looks at him with warmth, happy beyond any measure that he seems happy.

It’s been a long time, since he saw this side of Jason. He actually thought it died with him all those years ago, when the Joker...No. Bruce couldn’t think about this right now. All he saw, was the happiness in his son, the genuine excitement in his voice...It felt like he was back when he was 8 years old again, and was that carefree little boy who went through a lot but was always so cheerful and easily excited.

That little boy who worshipped Bruce, and who called him “dad”. That little boy who was always so funny and enthusiastic...That little boy he thought died...No. No no no. Bruce couldn’t allow himself to think about those terrible times.

Instead, he focused on the joy of having once again a glimpse of who Jason really was, as he climbed the stairs towards your apartment.

They were in front of your door now, and knocked multiple time without an answer, the loud sound of music came from inside your place...Jason smiled and pushed the door open (oh he hated when you left your front door opened !).

And there you were, with Viggo, dancing around your living room to “Fernando” by ABBA.

************

Oh god this was embarrassing. You were faced by Jason and his family, for the first time ever all together meeting you and...They walked in on you dancing terribly to some disco.

You can’t recall a day you felt that flushed...But turn the music off and look at them all awkwardly. Oh man. Worst nightmare. Right there.

“I love ABBA.”

Well. Those are words you never thought of hearing from the mouth of THE Bruce Wayne ! And yet here he was, saying them.

Viggo and you stopped dancing immediately as they all came in, and were kinda standing there awkwardly and...”I love ABBA”, one of the most powerful man in the world says. For some reason, those few words make all your worries fly away.

And your son ? Oh your son exchanges a knowing look with Jason’s father, as if they’d been “partner in crime” for years. And you know that small smile creeping on his face. Which makes you smile too.

You know what will happen. And when it does, you’re ready to join in immediately.

Viggo burst out in laughter, and you follow right after. In turn, Damian chuckles first, and soon enough, your son’s communicative laughter infect everyone in the room.

And just like that, your stress is gone.

“Oh man hahahahah, geez hahahahaha, come on in guys, come on in.”

You say, gesturing to the living room and the table. Jason is about to introduce you to his family (even if they already know who you are, as he talked a lot about you) when the door bell rings again.

“Ah ! This must be Aunt Ally !”

Viggo cheerfully exclaims as he runs to the front door. Of course you invited your best friend too, you had to. Emotional support.

You’re about to tell them to leave their present for Viggo (they all brought one, man that was going to be the most gift Viggo ever got for his birthday !) when...

“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM !!!!”

You and Jason exchange a worried look. You’ve never heard your son scream like that...what happened ? Who was at the door ?

In the same move, you and Jason run towards the door, and his family follows (instinct) and...Your blood freeze.

What ? No ? Why ? What was he doing here ?

Viggo is in front of the open door, and outside...Him.

“Hey (Y/N).”

He dares to say, a wrapped package in one hand, and flowers in the other.

“...Jess ?”

You say, not quite believing your eyes.

Jess.

Him.

How ?

After all this years, why ?

Jess.

Him.

Viggo’s father.

To be continued.

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I have been in a very...strange mood all day ^^'. Like the kind you can’t quite explain, when you just feel...Meh. So this story took me AGES to write (the entire day, basically, while I usually write rather fast). I hope you liked it and...yeah. Don’t have much to say more. Except that I got carried away once more and oh look at that there’ll be another part of this story. I hope this wasn’t too boring to read...

As per usual, feedbacks and reblogs are MORE than welcome <3.

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My Secret Santa was @dark-alice-lilith I hope you like it! I used the prompt for college au/staying in the dorms over break with the paring eddie/richie.

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The door opens and a brief gust of wind bursts through as a giant shapeless blob of coats, scarves, and reusable shopping bags shuffles in. Eddie looks up from his laptop screen to see this before it disappears behind the barrier that separates the dorm rooms’ shared kitchen from the laundry room.

Going back to the work in front of him Eddie decides to ignore the interruption until-

“Fuck!”

More shuffling, the sounds of containers being stacked and moved around then, once more with feeling.

“Fuck…”

Eddie closes his laptop with a sigh and prays that this is not a huge mistake.

“You okay in there?”

Some more shuffling, then an actual human being emerges from behind the wall.

And… he’s actually kind of cute Eddie’s traitorous mind notices. Beneath all the layers of coats and scarves he’s a tall, dark haired, blue eyed dream with admittedly silly looking glasses, but bone structure that more than made up for it.

“Just debating on whether or not I should try and walk all the way back to the store to get an egg or just end it all here and now.”

“Well I’d appreciate you not turning the common area into a crime scene I really wouldn’t advise going out there again, I’ve already gotten three seperate warnings about the snowpocalypse happening outside.” Eddie gives the guy another once over, despite the hat the ends of his hair are still dripping with melted snow. Taking pity on him he continues. “I may have a carton of eggs in my mini fridge, if you tell me exactly what you’re attempting to do with them.”

The other guy smiles and holds up a bag of flour.

“How do you feel about chocolate chip cookies?”

Eddie smiles back.

“Hmm… I deem them… worthy of me walking to my room to get eggs.”

“Yes!”

His arm shoots up in victory.

Eddie grabs his keys and laptop and by the time he looks up from that there is an arm holding the door open for him. He nods and leads the way.

The guy follows him, mostly quietly, though he does hum a few notes along the way.

“Eddie.” He says as they both reach the dorm room.

“Yes?”

“I just realized we never actually introduced ourselves.” He says, pointing out the name tag still taped to the door. “I’m Richie.”

“Oh, shit.” Eddie feels like hitting himself over the head, he just basically invited a total stranger into his room. At least he seems nice enough, has a nice enough name, although it seems a little familiar for some reason. “Nice to meet you, Richie…”

He unlocks the door then, in a sudden moment of clarity whips around with an accusatory finger pointed at-

“Richie!”

“Eddie!” He tries to mirror back, but Eddie just narrows his eyes at him.

“You- You were the one that started that snowball fight last week!”

He can remember clearly now the last time he heard that name, an exasperated ‘ Richie! ’ yelled from the quad between the dorm’s two halls during finals week just before the sounds of projectiles being thrown and the window shaking crack of one hitting his own started up.

He had looked outside at the time, but all he could make out through the fog was two figures mercilessly pelting each other, alone. It would have been pretty funny had it not completely thrown off his concentration on his online Intro to Psych final.

“Guilty?” He gives Eddie a crooked grin, which shouldn’t be cute, it should be annoying right now!

“I was going to bargain for it later, but I’m officially staking claim to half of the cookies since you almost broke my window!”

Richie just nods.

“That seems… a fair and worthy payment.”

“Good, because it is.” Eddie shoots back.

He throws the laptop on his bed and goes for the fridge underneath it, pulling out a half-dozen carton of eggs.

Richie is scanning the various movie and band posters around the room with appreciation when he looks up and Eddie feels an excited dip in his stomach despite himself, he’s pleased that Richie seems to have similar tastes as him.

“Got ‘em” He says.

Richie smiles.

“My hero!”

He hums, more happily on the way back to the common area, until he clears his throat.

“So, not to sound ungrateful but who the fuck keeps eggs in a dorm room? Aren’t those specifically made to hold beer and like… a jar of pickles you only open if you’re extremely high?”

“I am feeling the strangest sense of pity for your roommate right now.”

“Don’t, he’s a monster.” He says with a fond tone that makes it obvious he’s joking.

“Well, if you must know I don’t completely trust the cleanliness of the cafeteria and scrambled eggs are pretty much the only thing I know how to make.” Truth be told since moving out he’s probably been living on way too many frozen meals than is completely healthy, but that’s still better than getting salmonella from dodgy cafeteria food.

“That… is fair enough. I once picked up a spoon from the bin that had a piece of lettuce just full on stuck to the side of it.”

“And if I hadn’t already blacklisted it, that story alone would be enough to keep me from going there.”

“That’s exactly what my roommate said when I told him! You’ve got to meet Stan the man, Eddie!”

Eddie nods agreeingly, but something makes him want to take Richie up on that offer. He also really wants to introduce Bev to him, there’s just something that makes him feel like they would get along like a house on fire.

Once they’re back in the kitchen they start up cooking and chatting. It’s easier than Eddie expected to keep up a conversation and it turns out they have a lot in common, classes, comic books, taste in movies. Eddie measures as Richie stirs and soon enough they’re getting close to done.

“Ugh… my mom always makes this look so easy.” Richie looks at the recipe, pours a little more flour, directly from the bag, into the very sticky dough, and looks at the recipe again.

Eddie hums to himself, not having experience with either baking or watching his mother bake, but happy to watch the trial and error.

“Okay, I think it may be good now.”

Eddie looks over, and it definitely looks like cookie dough, hopefully it tastes like it too.

“Looks like it.”

As the cookies are baking Eddie hears a beep from the other side of the room and remembers why he had been in there in the first place.

“Wait!”

Eddie rushes to the dryers and pulls out a pile of soft fabrics. When he gets back he hands one over to Richie who takes it immediately before he even realizes what it is.

At the recognition he moans, pressing the dryer-warmed blanket to his face.

“I literally owe you my life now, Eds”

Eddie laughs at the muffled praise.

“I forgot I put those in there, I usually put them in on ten minute cycles just to keep me warm while I’m working.”

“Mmmm,” He finally removes the blanket from his face, instead draping it over his shoulders like a cape. “So you always spend the holidays here? This is my first time, it’s deader than I expected.”

“Yeah, it’s really usually only me and the RA’s around here. So, why did you decide to stay here instead of going home for break this time?”

“Eh, didn’t have much of a reason to go home, I mean, my family’s Jewish but we don’t really celebrate, I usually just go over to my friend Stan’s house, but he abandoned me now that he’s got some new hot piece to bring home.” He sighs dramatically. “So here I am, abandoned and alone, luckily I’ve been at the mercy of a very generous and very cute stranger, so I have high hopes for not getting murdered in this ghost town of a school.”

Eddie laughs, a blush rising in his cheeks at the mention of him being called cute.

“Well, don’t hold your breath, if I wasted my eggs on mediocre cookies I have been known to strike out in anger.”

Richie lets out a whistle.

“Well, I didn’t take you for the vengeance type.” He says in what Eddie guesses is supposed to be a cowboy accent.

“You don’t know me as well as you think you do then, partner.” Eddie drawls back at him, making him laugh.

When Richie sobers up he speaks again.

“You should come help me eat these in my room. Stan’s got this mondo TV with Netflix built right in! We can watch all the classics, pretend like we’re having a real Christmas!”

“I thought you were Jewish?”

“And I am selflessly putting that aside for you today, Eddie. Think of my sacrifice and then say no to my face.” He makes a face which must be his ridiculous attempt at puppy dog eyes. “Hmmm?”

Eddie lets out a laugh despite himself.

“Fine, fine. Only because of the sacrifice you’re making though, I live to see you suffer.”

Soon enough, the oven timer beeps and Richie pulls out a baking sheet full of perfectly browned, sweet smelling, chocolate chip cookies. Eddie burns the tip of his tongue, but declares them better than mediocre and they pack them up to head to Richie’s room in the other hall.

“Wow, your hall really gets into the holiday spirit… I’m actually pretty sure this is a fire hazard.” Eddie says as he takes in the canopy of white, red, and green lights hanging from every available surface.

“Yeah, I say blame Mike, he gets really into it and he’s somehow charmed all the RA’s into looking the other way when it comes to christmas lights.” Richie sighs fondly.

“I like it, we’d never get away with something like this in my hall.”

Eddie looks around, eyes bouncing from the perfectly arranged strings, overlapping and entwining with others. It really is a beautiful scene, more festive than he imagined ever seeing, and on campus no less.

“I guess you’ll have to come over here more often then, you should see what Mikey does for Easter!” He grins.

“I might just have to take you up on that.” And Eddie meant it, honestly as much as this break had taken a turn for the better he couldn’t wait until it was over so he could meet Richie’s friends, and introduce his own in turn.

Once inside Richie’s dorm, Eddie took a minute to take it in. It’s a lot bigger than his own since it’s a double, which he knows is shared with Stan, and the two sides could not be more different. One is meticulously organized, dorm standard furniture in the pre-approved configuration, bed made to what Eddie guesses would be military standards, textbooks stacked cleanly on the desk, the few personalizations seemed to be a few bird posters and brain teaser puzzles scattered around.

“I told you Stan’s a nerd!” Richie calls, noticing him looking around.

The other half looks more lived in, much more lived in. It’s darker, the walls are almost completely covered in posters and the dark blue plaid bedspread, which is not anywhere near made up, gives it a grungy sort of look. Eddie knows before he even processes it that this side must be Richie’s, and he takes his time looking over the little details that make it his. He’s got books and binders in a pile that honestly looks like he just turned over his backpack and let things fall where they would. The posters are mostly bands, David Bowie, The Cure, Nirvana, and a few that Eddie doesn’t recognize, must be newer ones by the look of them, he’s also got tickets from shows he’s been to taped up between the posters, mostly concerts but a few musicals and even one for a local drag show.

Eddie also notices the rather large TV set up against the far wall so that it can be seen well from either bed.

Richie must have been busy while Eddie was snooping because when he turns around from looking at the TV he's got the remote in one hand and about half of the cookies they made on a plate in the other.

“Pretty sweet right?” He says, motioning for Eddie to take a seat on the bed.

Eddie nods.

“After you.”

Richie obliges, putting the plate down so he can climb up on the messy bed. He pulls the pillows up to the head as he gets himself comfortable, on top of the duvet but under the blanket Eddie had given him.

Eddie follows him up, sitting with his back up against the headboard and looks down at Richie.

“Well, what are we watching?”

As Richie rattles off the different services Stan has built into the TV and Eddie just hums along and let’s Richie choose Netflix to start while he tries to focus on the words he’s saying rather than the warmth of him lying so close. Eddie’s a little afraid if he opens his mouth to talk he’ll scream out loud about how he’s sitting in Richie’s bed right now . Richie who is very cute and very nice and even pretty funny and has friends who sound pretty great too who he can’t wait to meet, and now he’s thinking about how much Bev would like him and-

It’s a lot, Richie’s a lot. But Eddie kind of likes that about him.

After Eddie’s vetoed three separate hallmark-esque rom coms, and Richie’s vetoed an admittedly pretty horrible looking movie about cgi kittens they land on Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer which Eddie has never seen and Richie argues that that in itself is a crime.

After that’s over they decide to continue on with the series and somewhere around The Year Without Santa and Frosty the two of them conk out, the comfort and warmth lulling them asleep in Richie’s shared bed.

Richie wakes up first.

“Eddie...Eds!” He gives him a little shake as the credits music pours into the room.

He’s close enough that he can see Eddie crack an eye open.

“Mmm, lemme get your glasses.”

Richie doesn’t have time to process that because Eddie is turning around in a sleepy, cat-like stretch, reaching over the bed to where Richie really can’t see, but knows that his bedside table sits. Then he hands over the glasses and all at once Eddie comes into focus, his hair is sleep-ruffled, his eyes are still not-quite awake, there’s a red splotch on his face from where his hand must have been pillowing it, and all Richie can really focus on is how many freckles he has on his nose.

It takes Richie a minute but he realizes, once his vision is completely back to normal, that Eddie is staring at him too. His wide brown eyes are now locked onto his.

“You lookin�� at the zit on my nose?” Richie glances at him sideways before pushing himself completely up to face him. He presses a finger to the tip of his nose. “Just like Rudolph, huh?”

“I like Ruldolph! I think he’s cute…” Eddie huffs, a blush rising on his cheeks as well.

“Ohoho! I had no idea you were into beastiality, gotta say, Eds, you keep a man on his toes.”

“Shut up.” He warns.

Richie grins, he’s quickly finding that the more riled up he can get Eddie the better.

“I mean, does this thing of yours extend to Bumble, or-”

Eddie puts his warning into action and presses his lips to Richie’s, directly shutting him up.

Richie melted into the kiss, Eddie’s soft and warm against him, and he can taste the chocolate from the cookies they made together. It’s nice and sweet and a little feisty just like Eddie, but it’s also shorter than Richie would have liked, he thinks, as Eddie breaks the kiss with a heavy breath.

“I’m so glad I decided to stay here over break.”

Eddie grins, and the way he does tells Richie he is too.

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The Umbrella Academy - ‘The White Violin’ Review

When it's all said and done, The Umbrella Academy's season finale does what finales typically aim to achieve. That is, for the most part it credibly brings an end to the arcs of Season 1 while setting up and leaving room for intrigue over the murky elements of the upcoming Season 2.

Smack-dab in the center of the finale's conflict is Vanya, who has decided in a matter of seconds that the only road left for her to take is to destroy literally anything and anyone in her way from here on out. Which is...hasty. Evidently, Luther being the only sibling to all but turn on Vanya in the last episode has led Vanya to concur that everyone is now her enemy, which only feels like one of the laziest narrative routes this series has taken yet. For one thing, it's fairly clear that Vanya could see through the isolation chamber that Allison, Klaus and Diego were very much against Luther's decision to lock her up, so right now, Luther should be the only one on the receiving end of her anger. Perhaps it could be argued that Vanya harbors resentment for her other siblings for their neglect of her when they were kids, but because the child actress for Vanya in these kinds of flashback sequences doesn't do much expression-wise besides maintaining deadpan at its finest, it's difficult for a viewer then to get inside this character's head and obtain a read on how they're feeling.

If I may indulge in 'spit-balling' for a moment, a far more interesting climax this finale could have taken is to show Vanya purely going after Luther, bent on rightful retribution. Therefore, the remaining siblings are left to consider whether to let Vanya exact her anger, or insert themselves into the conflict to save Luther and risk being at the mercy of Vanya too. In this scenario, the apocalypse is averted, but the Hargreeves' cohesive image of their family is now what's being put at risk.

Once Vanya kills Pogo and Mom, and destroys the academy, the siblings regroup and plan their next course of action. It's a little odd that this series never condemns Luther for his decision last episode to send Vanya directly to jail without passing Go, as the others seem oddly content now with letting Luther's impulsive ways slide, and instead willing to go along with the groupthink notion. For a while here, much of the episode then begins to feel like the manual arrangement of chess board pieces, in order to push everyone into where they're supposed to be for the final battle; Luther, Diego, Klaus, and Allison escape Commission agents, Vanya prepares for her concert where she intends to amplify her expelled tremors through her violin and wreak havoc, and The Handler gets Hazel and Cha-Cha back on the same page so they can keep eyes on Vanya to ensure the apocalypse plays out as it's supposed to.

My favorite development of the finale is found in the conclusion to Diego's quest for vengeance. While battling Cha-Cha, and knowing that she was the one that pulled the trigger on Patch, Diego decides that taking another life out of retribution wouldn't have been the right way to honor Patch, someone that abided strictly by law and order, and lets Cha-Cha go. Thus, it sets in motion now a refined way for Diego to get past his obstacles come Season 2; without relying so heavily on a solution that involves fatally stabbing the obstacle before you, I'm left intrigued as to what kind of individual Diego will grow into in the future.

In a turn of events that would probably leave even Neil deGrasse Tyson at a loss for words, Allison is able to end it all by sedating Vanya with a gunshot right beside her ear. But the combination of the bullet and Vanya's tremors results in a sonicboom of some sorts that destroys the moon, and causes it to rain down on Earth. So in the end, the apocalypse still occurs, full-circle. I actually see this as a quite ominous visualization of the notion that time is a fixed constant, and that the most drastic of events are destined to play out no matter how much you muck around in the space-time continuum. Earth is supposedly doomed, but Five believes so long as they are alive and given time to think, the siblings can still avert the disaster, and projects himself, Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus and Vanya back in time to an unknown date. Additionally, Hazel shoots The Handler and also uses a briefcase to transport him and Agnes away to an unknown date, so it looks like, for now anyway, Hazel's gotten the escape from his dreadful line of work that he's wanted.

Season 1 has certainly left us with a few things to mull over until Season 2 hits Netflix. For one thing, Sir Reginald in fact is extraterrestrial in origin, as the episode's prelude would have us believe. Ben has made some progress transcending the barriers between the worlds of the living, and the deceased, so I have personal hopes to see additional interactions between Ben and the other siblings. There's been a hefty amount too of conjecture over just how much we will see of the de-aged siblings in Season 2, seeing that somehow, Five transporting everybody into the past has also begun to affect their physical appearances. I suspect though that we won't have to worry about never seeing the older actors again on the show, as I seriously can't imagine the showrunners would be silly enough to forsake seven performers with amazing rapport next season just to keep the ball rolling with a fifteen-second cliffhanger. Fingers crossed though that Five isn't slowly devolved into just a plot device that can get the team out of any pinch.

I stand by what I said back in my review of the pilot, that The Umbrella Academy Season 1 is primarily a character-driven series, and even if its narrative and plot points can strike me as out-of-touch and peculiar, it absolutely is worth it to keep coming back episode after episode to watch these misfits interact with each other, and I will be doing so once again with Season 2. By this point, I'm more up-to-date with the happenings of the comics but seeing how much elbow room Season 1 had without strictly sticking to the source material, I'd say it's more anyone's guess as to what's in store in Season 2.

Name That Tune:

Another of my absolute favorites from this series' playlist - Hazy Shade of Winter, sung by none other than Gerard Way again - plays through the Season 1 credits. It's also worth it to check out the original sung by Simon and Garfunkel, but Way's cover has this almost-explosive aura to it that is just fine if fast-paced rock is more your thing.

Hargreeves Humor:

Mother: " Excuse me, it's my son Kenny's birthday today, and, uh, wouldn't your son be happier playing with kids his own age? Assuming it's okay with your two dads." Five: "I would rather chew off my own foot."

(Later, after Commission agents appear.)

Luther: "Who the hell are these guys?" Klaus: "Maybe they're here for Kenny's birthday!"

Luther: "Is there any way to silence that voice in your head that screams out to be the center of attention?" Klaus: "You know, I liked you a lot better before you got laid."

Aaron Studer loves spending his time reading, writing and defending the existence of cryptids because they can’t do it themselves.

#The Umbrella Academy #Vanya Hargreeves #Klaus Hargreeves #Allison Hargreeves #Diego Hargreeves #Luther Hargreeves #Ben Hargreeves #Number Five #The Umbrella Academy Reviews #Doux Reviews #TV Reviews

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Callie Reviews: TMNT 2012 Season 2 (Part Two)

Continuing from Part One

The Shift (Episodes 15-18)

After a silly filler episodes that you LARP-ers will probably enjoy, the plot continues in I Think His Name is Baxter Stockman. Finally fed up with Stockman’s incompetence, Shredder triggers the mutagen collar and Stockman is turned into a fly mutant. But he gets the idea to mutate himself with... I really don’t fully understand the plan. To put it simply, he plans to kidnap April due to her unique DNA and have them mutated together to restore his humanity. Such a sound and totally not insane plan!

So part of the season has had Donnie trying to develop a retro-mutagen, a mutagen antidote that will revert the person back into a human. He finally succeeds and has two batches, one for April’s dad and the other or Splinter. The gang goes to get April’s dad, leading to Stockman finding them and kidnapping April. Although April tries to escape, even whacking Stockman with her tessen, she ultimately tied over the mutagen. One of the vials got broken, so Splinter tells Donnie to use the one that’s left to cure Kirby. As Leo, Donnie, and Casey go to save April, Raph and Mikey are sent to find and capture Kirby.

While April does get dunked into the mutagen, as it turns out due to her DNA she is immune to the effects. So since that plan failed, and really? Did we expect Stockman’s B-rated horror movie plan to work? But yeah, Stockman tries to steal the retro-mutagen with Rhazar soon joining the party! They all escape and meet up with Raph and Mikey, April calming down her father. But Stockman manages to steal the mutagen, forcing a huge aerial chase to get it. Which let me just say that April is awesome this episode. When the vial gets stolen, she rounds up her dad and Casey and goes after it. The vial ends up broken, but like Hell April is going to give up the chance of saving her dad after all the shit form before. She manages to get her dad below it as it drips and he reverts back to normal. Also once she gets freed after being mutagen dunked, she kicks Stockman’s ass hard. Seriously, this episode did a MUCH better job at presenting April as a badass who deserves to fight alongside the Turtles ten times better than The Kraang Conspiracy did.

So yeah, Kirby is unmutated, yay! But Donnie’s now fresh out of retromutagen. He feels guilty as now he can’t restore Splinter’s humanity, but Splinter makes it clear that he has come to terms with his mutant status and is happy as long as he has his sons. Stockman is brought before Shredder, who has decided to give him one last chance. There is a certain mutant that he wants, and tasks Stockman with creating it for him.

Speaking of the Foot, we return to the Karai story in The Wrath of Tiger Claw where the kunoichi is having doubts about everything. We also have Tiger Claw return... so what was the point of having the worm swallow him? Anyways, Shredder has him and Karai make a move against the Turtles. After beating intel out of their friend Murakami, Tiger Claw attacks Casey while Karai confronts April. She claims that she doesn’t want to fight, even thinking of turning on Shredder. When Leo and Donnie show up, Leo decides to do what is by no means a bad decision: take Karai to the Lair without questioning if this could be a trap at all! Our fearless leader everyone! Yeah, this is all a ploy by Karai to find the location and she has a tracker so that Tiger Claw will follow suit.

However with Karai there, Splinter brings her into the dojo and shows her a photo of himself and Tang-Shen. A photo that Karai herself has. When she sees the family portrait, it hammers the revelation in further. She cant believe it, which confuses Leo, so she reveals that it was a trap. But yeah, now Karai has physical evidence, so she now knows the truth. She and the Turtles get out of the sewers and to a butcher shop to lead Tiger Claw away and proceed to fight. Mikey end sup pretty badly beaten up as Karai cements her turn of alligence. Agreed, Tiger Claw knocks her out and takes her back to face Shredder. With Mikey’s injuries, the Turtles can't follow and Raph makes it clear that despite all of this, he still doesn’t trust Karai. Leo is angered by all of this, but ultimately there’s nothing that he can do.

Karai is brought before Shredder, Tiger Claw revealing her aiding the Turtles. Angered, Karai asks Shredder to tell ehr the truth. So Shredder does just that, revealing that yes, Splinter is her real father. This murders the last bit of lingering doubt in Karai’s mind. So what does Shredder do now that all of his lies are out on the table? He has Tiger Claw throw his so-called ‘daughter’ in the dungeon below! Father of the Year everyone! Oh, but you think all of this is bad! HA! Oh just wait. JUST WAIT.

The Revelations (Episodes 19-24)

We get three filler episodes after that. The first one is stupid and not worth mentioning other than that I hate it. One involving an arms dealer named Ivan Steranko (who we saw last season in Enemy of My Enemy) and a Tron-esque thief named Anton Zeck. They try to steal Shredder’s helmet, the Turtles get invovled, and Leo tries to use this to bargain for Karai. It fails. Remember those guys names though, it’ll be important next season. The other one is a Kraang plot where Raph gets his mind switched with a Kraang. A fun episode, especially since we get to hear Sean Astin have to talk Kraang-like and it is hilarious. But the episode ends with Raph revealing that the Kraang are about to start another invasion and Donnie revealing a plan for something he’s making to fight back: a mecha!

We return to the Karai plot with her trying to escape, but she sadly gets re-captured. Shredder, in both this and the previously menitoned episode abotu his helmet, has tried to tell Karai thing slike he was trying to do what was best for her or that how she’s acting is hurting him. You know... like an abuser would talk to someone. The Turtles have mad ea plan, but Splinter has forbidden it as he refuses to lose any of his other kids. Leo goes through with it anyways and it does work. They’re able to break Karai out, fight through the Foot, and get back to the Lair safely. Shredder... takes this surprisingly well. Why? Because he knwos that Karai is going to come back of her own volition to get payback. Of course you would you sick fuck, you raised her to be that way. God I hate Shredder...

Anyways, Splinter reveals to Karai the full story of what actually happened, including his relationship with Shredder. As it turns out, the Hamato Clan had wiped out the Oroku Clan, but Splinter’s father took pity on young Saki and adopted him into the clan. So Splinter and Shredder were raised as brothers, but things got tense when Splinter got together with Tang-Shen, who Shredder has been with previously, and when Shredder discovered his true heritage. Angered and fulled by vengeance, he and Splinter fought, but Tang-Shen sacrificed herself and took a lethal blow to save her lover. Shredder came out of it disfigured and during the chaos, stole the baby away, lying to her the ame way that the Hamato’s did.

Learning this on top of everything else, Karai decides to go back and personally finish Shredder. Leo finds out... and asks to go with her, also wanting to put an end to it. Wow Leo, so responsible there... Karai responds by knocking him out. She goes back and she and Shredder have one heck of a brawl, but ultimately Karai gets pinned and Shredder has her taken to Stockman’s lab. Why? Well remember that mutant that he asked Stockman to make Well it involves using Snake DNA in Stockman’s large vat to lure the Turtles in and mutate them into snakes. What do snakes like to eat? Why rats of course! Yeah, Shredder plans to mutate Splinter’s sons and have them devour him. Wow... wow. Does this man have ANY limit to how sick he can be?! Of course not because he ties Karai over it to serve as bait! There is NO WAY that THAT could go wrong in ANY WAY possible!

The Turtles and Splinter arrive and all but Leo get caught. He reaches Karai... but Shredder attacks him and severs the link. Karai is sent into the vat, turning into a snake mutant. Oh and on top of all of that, a fire gets ignited! So Shredder had kidnapped, lied to, and emotionally abused a young girl, threatened her with violence if she didn’t obey, locked her up when the truth came out, tried to paint himself as the victim when she was understandably pissed off, he used her as bait, and because of his own blind arrogance he got her mutated. SO who’s to blame for this? Why Splinter of course! OF COURSE! Shredder swears to avenge his daughter and I just want to break things. Splinter is able to break through to Karai and she flees. As Stockman’s building burns down, Leo apologizes to Splinter... but all Splinter says is that they should go.

One small note I have to make. When Stockman was preparing the DNA, he split something and it got mixed in. Thus creating a rather unique mutation. One that allows Karai to shift back into her human form, huh...

The penultimate episode, Into Dimension X, has the Turtles receive a message from someone we haven't heard from in over 20 episodes. My friends, Leatherhead is back! He tries to contact the Turtles via communication orb to warn them of the Kraang’s plans... but Mikey gets upset and breaks the orb. They also get a working portal for Dimension X and desperate to save his friend, Mikey stupidly goes in alone. It forces the other three to go in to find him, and kudos to the animation team. Dimension X both looks and feels totally alien. Most of the environment is crystallized and there are these strange little alien creatures. Add in the pink sky and it feels like a place the Kraang would come from.

So as it turns out, Mikey had become... very adapt to how Dimension X works due to his bizarre train of logic. TO out it simply, he understands Kraang logic mroe than regular logic. The Turtles get into the Kraang’s base, rescue Leatherhead, and discover that the Kraang, after nearly two seasons of trying, have perfected the mutagen. Thy can now use it to turn the Earth into a second Dimension X. While the guys cause some damage before getting back home, it is more clear than ever that the invasion is near. But it’s okay! Our boys are ready to face whatever comes at them! They can handle this, right?

Ha... haha... HAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

I’LL LET THAT SPEAK FOR ITSELF.

But yeah, we now enter the Season Two finale. This is actually both my favorite episode of the season and my favorite in the entire series. It’s one of the best-written, but... also the most depressing. Like this episode left me numb by the end. Why? Well let us go into...

The Invasion (Episodes 25-26)

Desperate to get Karai back, Shredder once more makes a deal with the Kraang. They help him get what he wants, and he helps them get what they want. So once again, Shredder decides to leave humanity to suffer all for his own needs. You see why I hate this monster?!

April and Irma get attacked by Foot Bots and unable to evade them, April is forced to take Irma to the sewers with her. Raph and Casey are on the lookout for Karai, but that gets cut short when the cops show up and try to arrest Casey. As it turns out, these are Kraang posing as humans. Worst? Raph sees Kraang portals opening and the Kraang dishing out everything that they have. UFO’s, robotic fleets, giant walker-things straight out of Star Wars. Casey is able to get free and overwhelmed, he and Raph are forced to try and find cover.

Down in the sewers, Donnie and Leo are arguing over the best course of action to take. Donnie wants to put his faith in the Turtle Mech, confident that it’ll dot he job despite still having kinks to work out. Leo however is concerned about if things could go wrong and wants to establish a second base outside New York. April arrives with Irma, who is taken back... before her body changes and reveals that she is a robot... UMM... so yeah, Irma was actually Kraang Sub-Prime, who was trying to work form within to weasel out the location of the Lair. Now that he has it, the Kraang open portals and attack. The gang gets quickly over-whelmed so Splinter orders the Turtles and April to flee. They head into the tunnels with Leo choosing to stay behind and fend off the Kraang droids chasing them while Donnie, Mikey, and April escape back to the surface.

Everything has devolved into chaos quickly. Raph and Casey are trying to evade the Kraang’s forces. Donnie, Mikey, and April flee to the O’Neil’s apartment where they watch the chaos unfold and poor Kirby has essentially a panic attack. Poor April feels guilty for it all due to bringing Irma to the Lair, even offering to go out and bring the boys to safety herself. Leo gets to the surface, but the Foot have spotted him and Shredder sends all of his forces after him. Splinter is able to defeat SUb-Prime, but the Lair is in utter ruins. But he has little time to grieve as he still has his sons to find. To make things worst, Kraang Prime emerges and launches mutagen all over the city, mutating everything and everyone hit with it. So yeah... things are NOT looking good.

Leo eventually ends up at a construction site where Shredder is waiting. Leo tries to make him fight him, but Shredder refuses as Leo is ‘beneath him’. Instead, he sends more Foot Bots and poor Leo is just getting pushed to his limits here. He’s under a lot of stress and pressure at this moment, and the constant attacks are not helping. He bests the Foot Bots in a... pretty brutal fashion that makes you really glad that he’s dicing and stabbing Foot Bots and not actual soldiers. Shredder has Rhazar, Fishface, and Tiger Claw attack him, provoking Leo to devolve to blind fury and kick their asses. But at this point, the leader in blue is exhausted, worn down, and not thinking clearly which leaves him vulnerable to Shredder, who casts the final, and most lethal, blow.

Shredder has his men take Leo away as he finds Splinter, who is NOT happy with the evidence that something happened to his son. Shredder responds by saying that he took Leo just like he took Karai all those years ago. This pisses Splinter off for VERY understandable reasons and they fight. Meanwhile, Raph and Casey finally make it to the apartment, but the relief is short-lived. Leo gets tossed through the window, knocked out and brutally beaten up. The Foot attack, forcing the group to escape. Kirby leads them to his old van they they try to escape in, but Kirby get shit with mutagen before he can tag along. Kraang Prime totally did that just to spite April. Asshole. The group flees in the van. Splinter and Shredder continue to brawl, but Splinter eventually gets trapped under some graters. Fortunately he earlier met up with Leatherhead, who jumps into the fray to save him. Unfortunately, while t works, Shredder gets the upper hand and knocks him into the icy waters. Splinter gets so pissed that he, by sheer force of will, knocks the grates away and tackles Shredder back into the sewers. All while trying to essentially bite his face off. DAMN.

Donnie, Raph, Mikey, and April go back to the Lair to find Splinter as they leave Leo with Casey, who goes to find his family. Spoiler alert: he sadly fails. The Lair is an utter wreck and realizing that they can't stay, Donnie has the guys round up supplies and anything significant before going to find Splinter and get out of the city. It’s a... really somber scene. The Lair is where we have spent the past two years. It wasn't just the Turtles home, it was ours in a way too. I Bremen seeing it trashed for the first time and I was just... crying. Mind you they make the bad choice of having them fix it u next season, which I think was dumb because it negates the emotional significance played up in this moment and potential growth for the cast. But for this moment? It was... hard. Really hard.

April soon senses that Splinter is in trouble and the four venture into the tunnels, discovering that Splinter is still fighting Shredder. The tunnel is caged off however, so they can’t reach him. Splinter gives it his all, even using the same airbending-like maneuver that he used in I. Monster on Shredder. But unfortunately, it fails. Shredder get sup, knocks Splinter out form behind, and literally flushes Splinter away. All while three of his sons and his surrogate daughter are forced to watch helplessly. Raph is enraged, angrily pulling and bating at the bars as Shredder walks away. Mikey eventually hugs Raph to calm him down, assuring him that somehow Splinter will be okay. April, enraged, tells Donnie that they can't run. They need to stay and end this here and now.

Their decision made, the four get the Turtle Mech and fight through the Kraang to reach the Foot. But they never get the chance to face Shredder again as Kraang Prime takes them on. They give it their best, even using the city’s power to use a powerful electrical attack n Prime that knocks out the city power grid. But even that proves futile and even fries the systems as Kraang Prime simply exits his robot suit and attacks personally. The only thing that saves them is April using her powers and Casey arriving to ram Prime back. They all flee formt he city, Donnie apologizing to the still comatose Leo for not listening. April hs a place where they can go, a farmhouse in North Hampton, but it does little to raise anyone’s spirits. The Turtles, for the first time, have completely and utterly lost.

As for Splinter, he is left in the city. But fortunately he is saved form drowning by, of all people, Karai. She doesn't stick around, but Thank God that we have something good happen cause Dear God did we need it! YEAH THIS EPISODE STILL HURTS EVEN FOUR YEARS LATER!

TBC in Part Three...

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Lost Light #10 Thoughts & Feels

After nearly TWO YEARS we finally reaturn to the titular Lost Light. Oh boy...

As always, under a readmore for them spoilers.

New arc so no LAST TIME segment :)

Word of warming, my dears. I like Getaway. He might've had some valid points regarding Ex-Decepticon warlords, but he's a piece of shit who did some terrible, manipulative things, and I like him. I like that he's an unapologetic bastard. You can enjoy a character and still acknowledge and condemn the terrible things they've done. Sometimes, it's just fun to watch a good villain at work.

So if you don't like Getaway(and you have every reason not to) this recap might not be for you. Then again, it’s not as if I’m showering him in praise.

Onwards!

+This is going to be an interesting arc for me because most of the characters are guys I'm not overly familiar with. I obviously know first Aid(hey cutie) but the rest of his team I haven't a clue.

My knowledge of the Protectobots basically boils down to this. Rook is an afterthought(Combiner Wars was not kind to him) Blades is not an adorable helicopter who likes TV shows. Mirage is the posh one who is sometimes invisible and was a traitor(except he wasn't) and isn't a Protectobot.

Aaaaaaaand that's it. Hopefully the arc will shed some light on these characters.

Wow, been a while since we've the the Lost Light. Feels weird.

+”I had a plan! Same plan as always:survive.”

Oh, First Aid :(

+Crashing into the shuttle bay isn't a bad plan. Better than exploding in space.

+Whoo. The return of trigger happy security team. Seriously, guys, chill!

+YAY! GETAWAY!

+Hi, Atomizer. Hm, why didn't you slow down? It's not like you didn't recognise the shuttle since it's obviously one belonging to the Lost Light. We saw it at the end of MTMTE #43

I see through your bullshit.

I adore that I'm scrutinising everything Getaway says. Does this mean, if First Aid had stayed on the LL, he would've sided with the Mutineers? (It does)

+Is Atomizer telling the truth here? If yes, it means the BBC are preparing for something big.

+[Covers face] Getaway is being disgustingly charming and evasive. I love it!

… I need to see these scenes in the comic. No! Bugger it! I can't wait that long! I'll do it myself! [grabs crayons]

+Rodimus with a Lafuente space colour paintjob would be stunning [fans self]

+”I like him a lot. But I don't know if I trust him.”

First Aid perfectly summing up my Getaway feelings.

+Aw, look at First Aid being all proactive.

+Blades' rambling about “Delphi: Mark 2” seems silly at first, but I think it subtly explains First Aid's mistrust of the whole situation. Delphi was a bitter lesson.

+Love First Aid reminding everyone that he is, in fact, the new CMO. Ratchet said so. Should've gotten him to write it down or something.

+Bugger me. Blades is really growing on me.

+Clever to do a spark scan.

+I'm just going to quietly squee every time Getaway is on page, aren't I?

+THUNDERCLASH [sigh] What a guy.

…

… Who's in another coma.

Circles?… Ha. Ha.

Hindsight is a bitch.

[inhales sharply] You did that on purpose you slimy git ]=<

Sidebar. Seriously, what is Getaway's problem with Rung? Getaway is terrible to everyone but when Rung is involved he becomes oddly blatant about it. During MTMTE #41 he was throwing some serious shade about our favourite nerd bot to Skids, who leapt to Rung's defence because Skids will always be best boy.

I'm wondering if he was jealous of Rung and Skids' friendship.

MOVING ON!

+Oh! We're outside the oil reservoir... Something horrible is in there, isn't it?

Getaway is lying here. But why? If First Aid accepts the lie that means the rest of the crew are bound to the lie too. Does this mean the crew are prepared to lie for Getaway.

I'm not sure how I feel about this.

+Adore, absolutely adore, how Getaway is making this all about him. Twisting his words to garner sympathy. Ah yessss~

+Mirage's horror over the term “pint”, and the ensuing rant, made me chuckle.

HE HAS A FACE?!

Not going to lie. I didn't recognise bare faced First Aid and went back a page because I thought I'd missed a panel.

+Nice to see Hoist is still lovely.

+They can only socialise one night a week? Hm, keeping the crew isolated is a clever way to control the spread of information. Maybe I was wrong to think it would be hard for Getaway to maintain such a big lie.

LIES! ALL LIES!

I don't understand! These are all good people! Why are they lying! Why are they surporting Getaway! Xarron! You're a bloody legal adviser! Hound was there for the #50 transmission! I’m especially baffled given what we find out later in the issue. WHY YOU DO THIS!

UNLESS! Unless... Does Getaway still have the nudge gun?

+What's the Warren? Jackpot? JACKPOOOOOOOT!

+Is the Warren full of super wise space rabbits? I'd be up for that.

+Weeks?! Cyberutopia is weeks away? Wow, I'm glad someone can make sense of the map because it looks like space bibby boop to me.

Look at this? It's pretty but what does it mean? Are those planets?

Actually, now that I think about it, they've always been very vague about the map. We know they're following the it but they never say where. We're never given names or locations, nothing. Isn't that odd.

And don't you dare think I've forgotten about the map being beamed directly into Rodimus' and THUNDERCLASH'S [sigh] brain.

Oh no, I haven't forgotten.

[Anguished squeak]

+”I think he was just frustrated. You know Whirl: He's got no idea what he wants, bit he sure as hell knows he hasn't got it.”

Accurate Whirl description is accurate.

+An empty Swerve's is a very depressing sight.

+Blades is very keen on his Delphi: mark II theory.

+What happened to those forty-two people O_O

+AH! Rook spoke! I didn't know he could do that.

I really like Mirage in this scene. In this instant he's the voice of the audience. Like us, he has a history with a lot of these characters, and it hurts to think your friends could be lying to you.

+Interesting that First Aid balked at the thought of execution considering what he did to Pharma. But, then again, maybe this ties into it. He thought Pharma being dead would make things better but it didn't. Killing Pharma was an act of vengeance and anger, and it effected him deeply.

I'm not saying Megatron not being executed was a good thing, but just like in real life you have people who're against the death penalty. Perhaps First Aid is one of those people.

+Wait! Mirage remembers the two questions! First Aid too! That means they sided with the mutineers!

+RIPTIDE!

+Hang on, Getaway sent the DJD? We know about this deal with the Galactic Council, but we always assumed the DJD was just a sad, very unfortunate, coincidence. How deep does this lie go?

Also, Getaway, that was an unnecessary dick move.

+This does confirm that this was NEVER about getting Megatron off the ship, so toodles to that sort of moral high ground Getaway had.

I'm not surprised but this information because a mutiny was in the works waaaaaay before Megatron's trial.

+SCANDALOUS!

It's just text, but I swear I can feel the sarcasm dripping through the screen. Oh God, it's everywhere! Ease up there, Getaway.

Wow, that sounds like an actual living Hell.

WHAT THE HELL GETAWAY!

+Okay, who's been nibbling brains?

+It's just occurred to me that Percy is noticeably absent...

+Not mention of sparks.

+I'm getting the “Bomp that.” speech bubble framed.

+Riptide has been promoted from freaky fish boy to good fish boy.

+I love that “going Full Prowl” is not only a thing but a recognised military tactic. Just mwah, good stuff.

+A little part of me is bummed out that no one thought to use Brainstorm's safeguards.

Oh no...

Oh. No.

SCREEEEEEEE-

So AHEM yeah... Good ending.

+Holy crap. I wonder how many loops First Aid has been through(he’s in every scene so these have to be his memories) what about Riptide? HOW LONG?

O_O

#Lost Light #MTMTE #thoughts and feels #Transformers #macadams

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@susan-25 said (for the drabbles prompt): Love me love me love me!!!!!

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about two (or more) characters.

Your wish... is my command! I mean... in my day, drabbles were 100 words, no more and no less. But screw that. We want fluff, dammit!

When the (possibly radioactive) dust settled and everyone finally got out of medical -- well, not Stacker; the brush with a nuke had a weird effect on the cancer already brewing, and the doctors couldn't figure out if it had helped or hurt -- Chuck found himself at loose ends for the first time in his life. Well, for the first time in memory, anyway.

Just... he'd always had The Next Thing to do. The next repair on Striker. The next kaiju alarm. The next fight with his old man. The next game of catch with Max. The next food fight to start with the Weis.

Not that the Weis were up for a food fight these days. They were all out of medical, but there was oh, so much physical therapy to be done before the wankers had that much mobility.

Anyway, Chuck Hansen was a doer, not a sit-and-think-about-things-er. If he was honest -- and he was trying to be now that there was nothing but time to regret the ignorant shite he tended to spout in anger -- he was... bored.

And more than a little scared.

What the hell did people... just... do? For the rest of their lives?

Oddly enough, on his worst possible day, just when he'd given up trying to soul-search and decided to punch the big bag until all the sand fell out, Raleigh Has-Been Becket showed up. With a vengeance.

Suddenly, there weren't enough hours in the day. Chuck had a sneaking suspicion it all started with a prompt from Herc, but it wasn't long -- a week; a month, tops -- before Chuck didn't care. He was having too much fun.

They hit the mainland almost every day for take-out or to watch new buildings go up on the bones of the old or, once, to take one of the junks out to the islands for an honest-to-fuck picnic. The silly bloke said it was up to their teamwork that the traditional boats were out again for the first time in a decade, so they ought to be one of the first to enjoy them. With that rationale, Chuck was hard-pressed to argue and found himself, for the first time in his life, kicking back with a gentle breeze in his face, lulled by the subtle rocking of the junk, idly watching their particular island draw closer with no urgency to get to The Next Thing.

Admittedly, The Next Thing this time was a frankly embarrassing array of foods that Raleigh had insisted on cramming into a massive picnic basket he'd haggled off a street vendor. It's nostalgia, Chuck, the silly sod insisted. It's not a picnic without a basket.

Again, Chuck had been hard-pressed to argue. He was having too damn much fun.

It had been a damn long time since "fun" was in his vocabulary.

And then, there were movie nights. Sometimes just the two of them, sometimes everyone still mobile. Sometimes with pizza or Chinese food, sometimes just with popcorn and beer. Sometimes comedies, sometimes action flicks, and just the once... a romance.

He couldn't remember what it was called, but Raleigh said it was based on an old book, it was long as hell but seemed to go ridiculously fast, and Mako (and, weirdly, Herc) fucking loved it. Chuck had to admit that the oppressive atmosphere while the naive young governess discovered that the evil in the attic wasn't anything supernatural but just her cranky boss' addled wife was impressive. And he pretended not to see Herc wipe his eyes during the governess' flashbacks of her brief love affair with the cranky boss.

In fact, he rather understood. The poor sheila just wanted, for once, to be seen as an equal. To not be a drudge or a colorless creature to be pitied or ignored or looked down on. Of course her memories of the one person who treated her like a human being would be full of pain and longing.

Dammit.

Because there was a downside to all the fun and running about. Raleigh, that giant wanker of a has-been, would probably never know, but Chuck had come to... depend on it. Like it. Love it, even.

And at any moment, it could just... stop.

He didn't want it to stop.

"C'mon, Chuck." A foot nudged him under the rather sticky table. "You've been brooding all day. Out with it."

They were at some rank-looking hole-in-the-wall, eating mouth-watering Indian food that would taste like heaven if Chuck could manage to eat a bite. He'd never know how Raleigh kept finding these places, but he wasn't exactly complaining.

This time, though....

Sighing, he shrugged with an elbow on the table and his cheek leaning on his fist, toying his fork through his butter chicken sauce.

"Chuck. Seriously. Do you not like the naan or something?"

Another shrug. He couldn't stop thinking about how echoey and heart-wrenching the poor girl's sobs were as she fully remembered all she had left behind, all she felt she couldn't have.

He could relate to that last bit.

"Hey, c'mon. You're starting to worry me. There's still food on the table."

That got at least one side of his mouth to twitch in a half-ass grin, and he put down his fork to sit up a bit straighter. "Dread days, indeed."

But Raleigh finally cracked a smile, which never failed to lift Chuck's spirits.

Dammit.

"So lay it out for me. What's going on in that complicated head of yours?"

Nope. Not for all the Indian food in Hong Kong.

"Chuck."

Never.

"Chuuuuuuuuuuck."

Goddammit, Raleigh.

"Chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck ch--"

"Do you think you could ever love me?"

What. The. Fuck.

Appalled at himself, he slapped both palms on the table, sitting stick straight in the creaky chair, eyes wide and jaw clenched tight, ready to leave at the first hint of a punch. Raleigh stared at him, those crazy blue eyes at least as wide as his own. For a breathless eternity, neither of them dared to breathe.

Then... Raleigh sighed.

Oh, fuck. Oh shit oh fuck.

"Got some bad news for you, kid."

Oh, fuck, Raleigh was straight, or the gorgeous wanker remembered all too well how big an asshole Chuck had been at first, or... fuck, Chuck was just plain unloveable.

Why the fuck did he say anything? He should've just--

"It's too late."

--kept his big, stupid, impulsive mouth shu--

...what?

He blinked, then focused on the menace to his sanity that had become such a huge part of his every day. The menace who was currently smiling softly, those blue eyes warm and soft.

"I already love you, ya big jerk." A snort. "I mean, I thought that was obvious. I found us a picnic basket, Chuck." A nudge under the table. "In Hong Kong."

Oddly appalled, he pointed accusingly at the wanker. "You fucking ratbag! Why the fuck didn't you say anything?"

Blue eyes rolled, and the irritating bloke lightly kicked him under the table. "Yes, because you're so warm and cuddly and welcoming, Chuck."

He opened his mouth to protest.

"Outside of naptime."

He closed his mouth, then shrugged. "That's fair."

He wouldn't trade naptime-in-a-pile for anything in the world. Max would never forgive him for the sudden lack of cuddles from two of his three favorite people.

But he couldn't hold the grin back anymore. "So... you really love me?"

Unfortunately, though the smile remained, the bloke suddenly looked a bit... fidgety. "Mm-hm."

Frowning, he leaned forward over his plate, which suddenly smelled almost irresistible, though he'd never been further from eating in his life. "Oi, Raleigh... mate, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Okay, that was definitely not Raleigh's warm, bright smile. "My tandoori chicken's a little dry, is all."

And that was patently untrue. The chicken was juicy and fucking delightful. Raleigh had offered him a piece earlier and -- oh, shit.

Here, Raleigh had been making all the gestures and had just said--

"I love a man who can't lie for shit."

Oh. Well. Not how he'd meant to say it, but dammit, he couldn't leave the bloke hanging like that. Chuck really wasn't the most approachable guy on the best of days, but Raleigh had told him he loved him anyway, and Chuck hadn't reciprocated, and dammit, that was just fucking rude.

Chuck Hansen had always been and would always be a jerk, but damn if he'd be rude to the man he loved.

Plus, the stupid blurt was worth it for the slight perking up hidden behind narrowing eyes on the silly bloke's face. "I'm not sure if I should be offended or not."

Blushing a bit, he shrugged and prodded his chicken with his fork. "Offended because I love you or offended because you can't lie for shit?"

Aaaannnnd there was the bright, happy, doofus grin he'd fight another kaiju just to see. "Offended because you can't tell me you love me without an insult for good measure."

Jesus, the butter chicken was fucking fantastic. And because he wasn't a goddamn grunt, he chewed fully and swallowed before responding.

"But you love me anyway."

It wasn't a question. He absolutely was not holding his breath whilst waiting for an answer.

Thankfully, Raleigh was a good bloke and didn't leave him in agony. "Yeah, yeah. I'm a glutton for punishment."

Relieved but hiding it, he pointed with his fork. "And that, mate, explains your whole goddamn life."

Snickering, the silly sod shook his head. "Can't even argue." The pretty wanker took a slow, savoring bite of his tandoori chicken. Then: "So... are we both okay with this?"

As if it was even a question. "More than."

"So we can start making out in the evening?"

He did not waggle his eyebrows. He didn't. He just... had an itch on his forehead and his hands were full. "Why wait for evening?"

Luckily, the bloke didn't take him up on the half-assed offer but just shook his head. "I really am a glutton for punishment." But the smile came back, slow and warm and fond. "Guess I picked the right guy to fall for."

This time, he actually managed to not waggle his eyebrows, though he nearly got butter sauce on his shirt as he leaned over the table again. "I'll punish you all you want, love."

One eyebrow rose, and Chuck blushed and sat back in his seat.

"Sounded better in my head."

The wanker nudged his foot under the table again. "I didn't say I wasn't into it."

A chunk of chicken sucked back into his throat, and he choked, eyes watering and fist thumping himself on the chest. Raleigh, that rotten sod, just grinned and watched, unconcerned.

Weak, he swigged water, gasping between gulps. "You'll be the death of me, ya wanker."

"Oh, no." That smile was positively evil. "I'm not done with you yet."

He blinked, then practically inhaled the rest of his excellent meal, then hurried through Raleigh's leftovers, too. He had better things to do than eat. In public. With clothes on.

And maybe, if he was lucky, after he got lucky, they'd watch that movie again. He doubted he'd puddle up at the sad part this time.

He might, though, when that final family portrait was being painted of the governess and her cranky boss husband and their huge, happy family.

Yeah, he might cry a bit, then.

He couldn't wait.

THE END

#chaleigh #ask meme #pacific rim #these guys will be the death of me #but this was a great prompt!#thank you!

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